Jon & Al

The Time Jon Farted at Cubs

The Time Jon Farted at Cubs

Jon and my childhood’s was as normal as our family could make it save from the frequent healthcare appointments. We went to school together. We participated in school activities, sports days, as you may have read Jon, being my big brother spent a fair amount of time...

The Time Jon and I Went Shopping on our own aged 4 and 5

The Time Jon and I Went Shopping on our own aged 4 and 5

Caravanning holidays were a regular part of growing up as you may have guessed from previous blogs.  Indeed, many of these blogs feature holiday related topics for some reason.   Our proud portable home from home was a small blue, Abbey 4 berth caravan, mum and...

The time Jon got pissed on my wedding day

The time Jon got pissed on my wedding day

Jon was always a fantastic crowd pleaser.  He was great at directing people and liked nothing more than thinking he was helping a large event run smoothly by helping out. So when it came for the 13 October 2013, the day of my wedding Jon was right there to lend a hand...

The times Jon used being disabled to his advantage

The times Jon used being disabled to his advantage

  Jon and I shared a bedroom growing up, we had single beds and Paddington Bear curtains with alphabet border wallpaper.  The walls were adorned by pictures of wildlife and we had a small cupboard in the corner where the monsters lived.  Later the monsters would...

The time Jon set me on fire

The time Jon set me on fire

Jon was a fan of holidays, as many of us were. As children we spent our first holidays, as many of us did, in the UK. I recall caravanning on the Northumberland Coast near the fishing town of Seahouses and travelling to steam rallies in our caravan to display our...

The Time Jon Saved Me From The Bully

The Time Jon Saved Me From The Bully

It was a mild spring day and I was attending an afternoon playschool.  I was 3 years old and, although big for my age, to be honest I was a bit of a wimp.  Jon would’ve been 4 by then and just getting ready to start school. It was in a church hall in Beighton, the...

So it begins….

So it begins….

This blog is written not as a healthcare practitioner.  This blog is to highlight the other side of what motivates me to seek a more equitable landscape for people with disabilities - my older brother Jonathan. As the middle of three sons, Jonathan the eldest, myself...

Imagine a world where having difficulty understanding and retaining information given to you meant you weren't allowed to live as long as other people...

73% of people with Autism and/or Learning Disabilities have experienced hate crimes.

People don't die prematurely from a Learning Disability... They die prematurely because of poor healthcare and support.